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And Sharak Ka was co to you," he said thickly, hisshook her head "I leave you sharak," she said "That is all a Sharum need concern hi ti wasted no tih, Jardir found hi as she ’s eyes Who was she? Was she older than his ive hie bed?
"I offer you e in accordance with the instructions of the Evejah," she said, "as set down by Kaji, Spear of Everam, who sits at the foot of Everae, with honesty and in sincerity, to be for you an obedient and faithful wife"
Does she mean those words, Jardir wondered, or is this just a neay to control my life, now that I wear the black?
Khevat turned to hi for his vow "I swear before Evera the words out, "Creator of all that is, and before Kaji, the Shar’Dama Ka, to take you into my home, and to be a fair and tolerant husband"
"Do you accept this da in his tone reminded Jardir of the dama’s words when Jardir first asked him to perform the ceremony
Are you sure you wish to do this? Khevat had asked A da is no ordinary wife you can order about, or beat when she is disobedient
Jardir sed Was he sure?
"I do," he said thickly, and the asse their spears against their shields Hissisters, all of the, and part of hiai’sharak, rather than the dimly lit, pillowed chaai’sharak shall still be there toht a different kind of battle tonight!"
"You see said as she drew the heavy curtains behind them
"Should I be another way?" Jardir asked bitterly "You are my Jiwah Ka, and I do not even know your nahed, the first ti sound "Do you not?" she asked, slipping off her veil and headwrap His eyes widened, but it was not at the youth and beauty he saw
He did indeed know her
"Inevera," he breathed, re who had spoken to hi at hiht we ai hora It was fate; Everam’s will, like my name The demon bones are carved in utter darkness, by feel alone It can take weeks to carve a single die; years to complete a set And only then, when the set is complete, can they be tested If they fail, they are exposed to light, and the carvingbecoht, I finished my set and needed a question to ask A test to see if the dice held the power of fate But what question? Then I remembered the boy I had met that day, with the bold eyes and brash manner, and as I shook the deain?’